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[wing_attack]

"Uh. It's Tobias. Leave a message."

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[wing_attack]

You live with friends? That must be nice...

[Because how do friends, we don't even know at this point.]

[ratherbelocky]

["Friends." He smiles a little.]

Yeah, it is.

[He takes another bite, then twirls his fork a little.]

Especially since North's a much better cook than me or Carolina. He spoils us, I'm telling you.

[wing_attack]

[Look he's only dimly aware of The Gay at this point, let's not go too fast.]

That sounds nice. It must be nice to have friends... like that...

[His books are friends, that's about it.]

[ratherbelocky]

You could come over sometime, if you want.

[He offers it lightly, carefully.]

North would be happy to cook for you, he's great with kids. And Carolina, she'd love someone to show off to.

[wing_attack]

Th... that seems... I don't know.

[It's bad enough he's in a stranger's house right now.]

[ratherbelocky]

Eh, just think about it. It's an open invitation, just let me know if you do decide to take us up on it. You know how to use these phones?

[He pats the pocket where his 'Gear is.]

[wing_attack]

They don't seem too hard to use... like the ones on Star Trek. They look like you just push a button and it goes. Except when they - oh.

[He went Full Nerd again, didn't he?]

A-anyway, I can probably figure it out.

[ratherbelocky]

Great. Okay, let me make sure you have my number. Uh, you seen a pen around?

[Tobias should already have his number in his 'Gear, but, y'know. Gotta keep up appearances and all, minimize freaking out the kid as much as possible.]

[wing_attack]

I think there's some in the bag in the other room. I know there's sketchbooks around...